I can't wait to go through the rest of these...
05 June 2007
Make me fries...
I found this via The Sports Guy's blog on ESPN.com (if you like sports and are 25-40, you should read Bill Simmons.)
I can't wait to go through the rest of these...
I can't wait to go through the rest of these...
04 June 2007
30 May 2007
Oh! Crystal Ball!
OK - so maybe I saw Keane again. This time at the Tower Theatre in Philadelphia (I know, it's "Upper Darby, PA", but who are we kidding?).
I honestly didn't think anything would top the last time I saw them here's my post from last June.
Apparently, lead singer Tom Chaplin responded well to rehab, as he's looking better than ever, and sounding absolutely fantastic.
However, there was something more to this show. The audience was electric. There was an energy that is very difficult to describe. I sang every song. We jumped, we yelled, we were all a part of the show. I've asked a couple of people about this phenomenon. We have all come to the conclusion that this isn't a Philadelphia thing, per se, but a non-NYC thing. People were just willing to make complete fools of themselves because it may have helped them enjoy the concert more. (I know I enjoyed it more because I was a complete fool about it.) We were, as a group, not concerned about looking hip or seeming too entertained by the entertainment. In New York, you often get people who are too cool for the room, who don't want to scream and dance, who want to see a show with that *I'm so bored* face the whole time.
I don't know how I can go back to that. Stupid pretentious New Yorkers. Dagnabbit.
I honestly didn't think anything would top the last time I saw them here's my post from last June.
Apparently, lead singer Tom Chaplin responded well to rehab, as he's looking better than ever, and sounding absolutely fantastic.
However, there was something more to this show. The audience was electric. There was an energy that is very difficult to describe. I sang every song. We jumped, we yelled, we were all a part of the show. I've asked a couple of people about this phenomenon. We have all come to the conclusion that this isn't a Philadelphia thing, per se, but a non-NYC thing. People were just willing to make complete fools of themselves because it may have helped them enjoy the concert more. (I know I enjoyed it more because I was a complete fool about it.) We were, as a group, not concerned about looking hip or seeming too entertained by the entertainment. In New York, you often get people who are too cool for the room, who don't want to scream and dance, who want to see a show with that *I'm so bored* face the whole time.
I don't know how I can go back to that. Stupid pretentious New Yorkers. Dagnabbit.
25 May 2007
07 May 2007
It's not the Best News Ever!
but this ain't bad
I can't wait to see what I've got in my library. I'll start with the Star Wars, probably. (Begin jokes about my geekiness.... NOW!)
I can't wait to see what I've got in my library. I'll start with the Star Wars, probably. (Begin jokes about my geekiness.... NOW!)
01 May 2007
Loving two birds
with one link.
A nice reminder of why I love:
1) Go Fug Yourself - often hysterical, sometimes mean, always worth two minutes of my time.
2) Bjork - She's insane, but really, really, interesting insane. And "Earth Intruders" is almost criminally catchy.
A nice reminder of why I love:
1) Go Fug Yourself - often hysterical, sometimes mean, always worth two minutes of my time.
2) Bjork - She's insane, but really, really, interesting insane. And "Earth Intruders" is almost criminally catchy.
25 April 2007
I'm still hiding under my desk, is it over?
I should have known not to click on the link when the title of the post was "Proof That the Uncanny Valley is a Scary, Scary Place".
Couldn't help myself.
I couldn't find the raw video, so this links to a page... (sorry)
Let me know how it ends, cause I couldn't make it all the way through without leafing through my copy of this. (I actually have one - it's on my nightstand.)
Couldn't help myself.
I couldn't find the raw video, so this links to a page... (sorry)
Let me know how it ends, cause I couldn't make it all the way through without leafing through my copy of this. (I actually have one - it's on my nightstand.)
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